You didn't feel my passion.

Chapter 6 ~ Two broken secrets

John and Paul became inseparable once again, John really thought Paul loved him back, they were so comfortable with each other they even slept in the same bed at sleepovers that they had almost everyday... maybe it became a bit excessive, but they didn't care, they both felt like everything was perfect...

Ringo was walking to school, exhausted and worn out from the fun night he had with George, Ringo being Ringo decided to take a short cut down the filthy alleyway, he thought nothing could happen since it was broad daylight, I mean who would go out to murder someone in the morning... but he was still scared of the thought. He ran as fast as possible as he was already almost late to school. Like I said, fun night. Ringo was about to exit but he got stopped by two buff men, they were bald and at least 6'3! Terrified of what could happen, he stood there giving the men all his valuables, you name it. The men weren't obviously going to let him go being a victim to their crime, turns out they were a very dangerous gang. "Please don't hurt me. I've gave you most of my stuff...Please!" Ringo pleaded with tears running down his soft cheeks, scared for his life, all he could think about was George, he didn't want to end his life like this, he had everything ahead. "You aren't going anywhere until we teach you a little lesson. This our territory, Dwarf!" They punched him in his throat, causing him to gasp for air, they pushed him against the grimy wall covered with cigarette ashes and piss. They kicked his stomach countless times, making him throw up all over them. "P-Please" Ringo cried out, "You little Bastard!" They scammed his face into the puke that was all over the ground, stamping on his head. Blood... everywhere..Ringo letting out inaudible sounds, unable to move. The men spat on his face and left... just like that... why would they care.

Meanwhile...

John and Paul were talking in the hallway as usual. "Hey, Paul." Paul raises an eyebrow. "Yes, John?" John took a deep breath. "I have something to tell you Paul..I have waited so long to tell you... I li- ." John didn't manage to finish his sentence as he was interrupted by a visibly worried George. "Hey, did you guys see Ringo this morning?" Paul and John confused "No, we didn't." They both answered, "He might be late or sick?" John implied. "No, he always calls me when he can't come in and he is never late to school!" George doubting John "Oh, well sorry mate, don't worry about it George, nothings happened." Paul butted in. George became quite angry by how careless they have been now that they talk to each other, leaving everyone out, including George and Ringo. "You two are so caught up in your heads that you don't even care about anyone! How could you be so blunt about this!" George walked off in disbelief. "Paul?" John realising how far they have gone. Paul scoffed. "Oh, no, it's nothing, George can act like a douche when he isn't with his little lover." Wait, lover? Did he just say? "L-lover?" John stammered. Paul's eyes widened, realising what he had just said. Paul forgot that John never knew about George's and Ringo's secret relationship. "You weren't supposed to know that John. Shit!" Paul bit his lip nervously, unable to calm himself down. "I know what you are thinking, I don't hate them for being gay. I'm just upset you didn't tell me, Paul." John looked down at his feet. "It's not that I don't trust you, John. It's just that they didn't exactly tell me either." John raised an eyebrow, what could that mean? "I walked in on them by accident, in the storage room." John chuckled "Wait! Why the hell did you go on the storage room?" Paul looked away and giggled nervously. "Oh, I get it now." Woman. John thought. "Oh and by the way, you say that word so casually." Paul laughed. "What word?" John asked. "You know..gay." Paul said reluctantly. John awkwardly laughed. "yeah.."

A few days later...

"Are you busy after school today?" John asked. "No, why?" Paul asked back. "Want to play on the guitars for a bit, at mine?" John hoped a good response. "Sure mate." Paul smiled, "Oh, and you know the thing I was going to tell you, but then George interrupted?" John decided to hit another shot. Paul nodded. "Well I like y-" George came running over, out of breath, worried about something. "Goddammit George." John muttered. "Guys! I'm sorry for getting mad at you last time, but I'm really worried about Ringo, I went to his house, this morning and he wasn't there! I need your help to find him! I can't do this on my own! Please!" Paul stepped back. "Oh God! We have to find him." John joined in "Let's go then! We need to check everywhere around town." They all ran out of school without care. They went straight to the Central Park, since that was his and George's special place. You could get a good view from the park to also search that way. They checked every corner. Nothing. "Shit! He isn't here!" John yelled, kicking the empty cans around. John did care about Ringo. They checked everywhere that they could think of but still not a single trace. At this point they have given up. It was no use. They all sat down on the cold pavement with Paul's head burrowed in his hands, while John was smoking a blunt. "Can I have some John?" George asked. "Sure mate." John passed the cigarette to the visibly stressed out George. "Thanks mate." John have a slight smile. "So, you and Ringo huh?" John asked without hesitation. "John!" Paul tightly gripped his arm . "What! How do you know?" John immediately regretted asking him. "Don't worry George, it was just very obvious, I'm not mad at you at all." John reassuring George and saving Paul from an argument. George smiled, "Thank you, John." Paul closed his eyes in relief. George looked at John, pointed at Paul a drew a heart in the air with his fingers. He then winked while giving out a chuckle. John's eyes grew wide, he started blushing uncontrollably, John mouthed "How do you know?" George mouthed back "Too obvious mate, I see the way you look at him" George winked at John and let out a laugh. Paul opened his eyes to George giggling and John looking embarrassed. "Something happened?" George answered, falling back in his miserable state. "Its nothing Paul." George stood up "We should go now lads..." Paul and John stood up after him. "Yeah..." Paul chocked up a bit. They decided to take the alleyway, they needed to get to school fast, as they already skipped an hour, John wasn't so bothered about school, but Paul and George were. They ran through the shady place, All of a sudden, Paul trips over and falls flat on his face.